Mother issues...
3 times this weekend, my mother has called "Hey! just wondering how you were. Give me a call sometime." I call today after class. "Hi sweetie! I've been missing you. I called you a few times." I told her I knew and that I had been busy. "Oh well you are coming home this weekend right?" I assured her I was and asked that she get me an eye doctor's appt because my eye has been bothering me. "Well, how have you been?" I sighed and told her that I had been thinking about dropping one of my classes that is reallllly bothering me. "Well, how many hours are you taking?" 19. "Whoa so yeah that's too many. Can you still drop?" I told her that I'd just get a W on my transcript and that the class is just not a topic that interests me and that the teacher is impossibly hard (really he's just an overcompensating, sadistic midget, but I didn't tell her that). "Well, here's what you do. You make an appointment with your teaching fellows advisor and you figure out if that W will hurt you. Then you go talk with that professor and you both figure out the best course of action." (Whoooooaaaa. I just thought of dropping this class 30 minutes ago! I'm not even sure I want to do this and she's already telling me what to do??? I was just letting her know what's going on in my life....did it sound like I was asking her to make the decision for me??) So, she starts SCREAMING at me about how I can't afford to fail a class and that I need to talk with my advisor (I don't even have a teaching fellows advisor...just a college of education one who I complain about all the time to my mom.....). Then she adds "I'm sorry for screaming I just get really stressed out when you call asking for me to fix your life when I can't be there for you." W. T. F.
So, yes, it ended up with me crying and screaming at her that she needed to stop screaming at me and finally she said "things aren't easy here either you know. Go wash your face, eat lunch, and since you don't have any classes today, work hard." Oh thanks mom. Because I need someone to tell me what to do. That's kind of why I CAN'T STAND TO BE AT HOME FOR MORE THAN 2 DAYS!!
Um yeah I'm coming home Friday. Wish me luck.
So, yes, it ended up with me crying and screaming at her that she needed to stop screaming at me and finally she said "things aren't easy here either you know. Go wash your face, eat lunch, and since you don't have any classes today, work hard." Oh thanks mom. Because I need someone to tell me what to do. That's kind of why I CAN'T STAND TO BE AT HOME FOR MORE THAN 2 DAYS!!
Um yeah I'm coming home Friday. Wish me luck.